Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1887-06-25

DOWN HE WENT WITH SPLASH.
shout Of delight from the crowd, who always
hike to see an aggressor laid low, his head
humping with considerable force against the
Intel Of the door. For moment he lay still,
and John was afraid that the man was really
hurt Presently, however, he rose, and with
out attempting any further hostile demonstra-
ton or saying a single word, tramped of
toward the house, leaving nis enemy to COM
pose his ruffied nerves as best he could. Now,
John. like most gentlemen, hated a row with
all his heart, though he had the Angio-Saxon
tendency to go through with 1t unfinchingly
when once it began Indeed, the whole thing
irritated him beyond bearing, for he knew
that the story would, with additions, 60 the
round Of the country side, and, what Is more,
that he had made powerful and implacable
enemy.
"This rs all your fault. you drunken little
blackguard!" |" he said, turning savagely ON the
tottie, who, now that his excitement had left
him, was sniveling and driveling In an in
toxicated fashion, and calling him his pre-
server and his baas In maudlin accents
aHe hit me, baas; he hit me. and did not
take the forage. He is . bad man, Baas
Muller"
"Be off with you and get the horses In
spanned; you are half drunk, /" he growled,
and, having seen the operation advancing 10
q conclusion. he went to the sitting room of
the hotel, where Bessie was waiting In happy
ignorance Of the disturbance. Il was not till
they were well on their homeward way that
he told her what had passed, whereat, remem-
lbering the scene she had herself gone through
with Frank Muller, and the threats that be
had then made use Of, she looked very grave.
Her old uncle, too, was much put out when
he heard the story on their arrival home that
evening.
"You have made an enemy, Capk Mel"
he said, "and Q bad enc Not but what you
were right to stand up for the Hottentot /
would have done as much myself had been
there and ten years younger, but Frank Mul'
Ter l. not the man TO forget being put upon
his back before lot Of KafiiFs and white folk
too. Perhaps that Jantje 10 sober by now"
This conversation took place upon the follow
ing morning. a. they sat upon the veranda
after breakfast. ~ will 60 and call him, and
we viii hear what this story ID abous his
father and his mother"
Presently he returned, followed by the rag
ged, dirty looking little Hottsntot, who took
of his hat and squatted down on the drive,
looking very miserable and ashamed OF bim-
self, in the full glare Of the African sun, to
the effects Of which he appeared to be totally
impervious
"Now, Jantje, listen to me-" said the old
man. yesterday you got drunk again.
Well, I'm not going to talk about that now,
except to say that II find or hear Of your
being drunk once more-you leave this
place"
"Yss, baas," said the Hottentot meekly. Il
was drunk, though not very; only had half
bottle of Cape Smoke"
"By getting drunk you made quarrel with
Baas Muller, so that blows passed between
Baas Muller and the baas hare ON your &C
count, which was more than you are worth
Now when Baas Muller had struck you, you
said that 10 had shot your father and your